Disillusion

What was I thinking during the ten minutes I took to write the statement of sarcasm. What drove me to paste it on OC's whiteboard. What was I trying to do, to bring about a revolution all alone? Wake up from those dreams boy. They never succeed. Haiz... its so disappointing to realise that Hawk Coy is but a polished Apple thats rotten in its core. Its decardent in terms of values. But who am I to say all that when I am equally guilty of the 'giving up and giving in' mentality which I so condemn. Unknowingly and most definitely unwillingly, I have let go of my values and comformed with the general attitude. Guess i am equally rotten within and without the will to hold on to my own beliefs... ... ... ...
Is that a good reason to call upon the inner one? He always awakes when my core is damaged. Hmm...damaged? What an understatement. I guess it is decaying.

Zen moves over to the mirror and looks at reflection

Zen: Been a long time...
Zen(Reflection): Indeed
Zen: Now that I am sane, my mind is telling me that I am dominant... over you
Zen(Reflection): Is that so?
Zen: You are only an image. My image
Zen(Reflection): That makes you the persona and me the character representing you
Zen: So?
Zen(Reflection): In that case, I am the only valid 'Zen' who exist. You, the persona, are no entity within this world perceived through your eyes.

He rest the piece of diamond on his ring against the mirror and scratches it

Zen(Reflection): I believe you have just disfigured yourself. Arh...to be precise, your image. Which ever hurts you.

Zen's cheek twitches in pain. He runs his index fingure across the ridge of his nose and finds them stained with blood.